1. Ihaterping

    masonalex:

    princegavin:

    Gavin had almost forgotten about the time Mason had spent locked up. “What about?” Gavin tried to put the same affectation on the word that Mason usually did but his country accent wasn’t yielding. “I need to work on that some…” he admitted, rubbing his eyes in the sunlight. He had spent the past couple of days inside and it felt nice laying in the sun. 

    When Gavin attempted to imitate his accent, Mason laughed. He stopped looking at the clouds and turned his head to look at Gavin. “I was actually thinkin about where they’re gonna send us,” he admitted, “I just don’t think I’d be able to be anywhere too hot, eh?” Growing up in Canada had done many things for Mason. It had not, however, given him a good tolerance for heat.

    "You get used to it," he said, "I had to spend a whole summer in 100 degree heat without an air conditioner, cause it broke" Gavin laid back again, "I seriously do not miss Nashville, but it’s better than this hell hole." Gavin hadn’t thought of life after the school. He had always thought that he would’ve escaped by now or something along those lines. "I wouldn’t worry about it too much," he squinted into the sun. "You’ll probably be inserted into the Canadian government after the moose lords lose the populous vote." 

    1 year ago  /  9 notes  /  Source: princegavin

  2. @Mason

    masonalex:

    princegavin:

    “Did you know that we have like 10 people making huge ass decisions for us and we have no say in the matter?” Gavin lay back next to Mason. “Shit makes no sense.” Gavin had recently discovered politics (last period) and was kind of interested. “So what are you up to?” he asked, turning his head to look at Mason. He stretched out a bit, enjoying the sunlight.

    Mason looked over at Gavin with an eyebrow raised. “Yeah, they-… I had some discussions about it when I was, eh, in captivity?” he explained. Mason turned to look at Gavin, noting how the sun seemed to shine where they were. He looked back up at some clouds with a small, unexplainable smile on his face. “I don’t know… Just thinking, eh?”

    Gavin had almost forgotten about the time Mason had spent locked up. “What about?” Gavin tried to put the same affectation on the word that Mason usually did but his country accent wasn’t yielding. “I need to work on that some…” he admitted, rubbing his eyes in the sunlight. He had spent the past couple of days inside and it felt nice laying in the sun. 

    1 year ago  /  9 notes  /  Source: princegavin

  3. @Mason

    masonalex:

    princegavin:

    Gavin walked across the lawn to where Mason lay on his back in the grass. “Hey Macy, what’s goin on?” he asked, slapping Mason lightly on the cheek to wake him up. Gavin had recently started going to his assigned classes just for the hell of it. Boredom was getting boring. Gavin had just got back from his Government class when he spotted Mason in the courtyard. 

    Mason blinked in the sun, “Hmm?” He rubbed his eyes, looking around. Gavin’s face became one of the first things he saw and his face seemed to redden, but that was just from the sun. “Hello Gavin,” Mason said, still not fully awake.

    "Did you know that we have like 10 people making huge ass decisions for us and we have no say in the matter?" Gavin lay back next to Mason. "Shit makes no sense." Gavin had recently discovered politics (last period) and was kind of interested. "So what are you up to?" he asked, turning his head to look at Mason. He stretched out a bit, enjoying the sunlight.

    1 year ago  /  9 notes  /  Source: princegavin

  4. @Mason

    Gavin walked across the lawn to where Mason lay on his back in the grass. “Hey Macy, what’s goin on?” he asked, slapping Mason lightly on the cheek to wake him up. Gavin had recently started going to his assigned classes just for the hell of it. Boredom was getting boring. Gavin had just got back from his Government class when he spotted Mason in the courtyard. 

    1 year ago  /  9 notes

  5. masonalex:

    princegavin:

    “God, I want you,” Gavin managed to say in a low, ragged voice before all thoughts vanished from his mind as Mason’s hips grinded along his. He let out a moan, his lips trailing down further along the column of his neck, his teeth sinking down into the skin of his collarbone, alternating between attacking and soothing his skin.

    “Me, too,” Mason immediately managed to say. Mason took a moment to pull Gavin’s shirt off, as well as his own (I guess). He let out a slight whimper at Gavin’s actions. He kept up his hips’ movement, and kissed Gavin once more, in an almost needy kind of way, clearly showing that he was drunk. His hands ran down Gavin’s back, pulling him impossibly closer.

    Gavin smirked against Mason’s lips once those layers of clothing were shed. He ran his hands down his chest, his fingers ghosting over his pecs. “I know you do.” Though his mind was foggy, he could clearly tell how much the other wanted him just by how insistently his hips bucked against his. And it was the alcohol that prompted him to move his hand further down, palming against his growing erection before reaching up with slightly shaky fingers to unbutton his jeans.

    2 years ago  /  9 notes  /  Source: masonalex

  6. masonalex:

    princegavin:

    Gavin, once he got himself situated, placed his hands firmly on Mason’s chest and pulled him in by the shirt so they were closer. Wanting to hear more noises escape from the other’s throat, Gavin alternated between nipping and sucking at Mason’s lower lip before finally tearing his lips away from his mouth and trailing kisses down the side of his jaw.

    Mason groaned, his hands tangling in Gavin’s hair. He tilted his head back when Gavin went to his jaw, his hips naturally moving up to grind with Gavin’s. Mason moaned quietly, his hands messing up Gavin’s hair. He felt a need to be even closer to Gavin, impossibly closer.

    "God, I want you," Gavin managed to say in a low, ragged voice before all thoughts vanished from his mind as Mason’s hips grinded along his. He let out a moan, his lips trailing down further along the column of his neck, his teeth sinking down into the skin of his collarbone, alternating between attacking and soothing his skin.

    2 years ago  /  9 notes  /  Source: masonalex

  7. masonalex:

    Mason immediately started kissing him back and got a firmer grip on Gavin’s hair. He parted his lips so Gavin could take control (and shit) and moaned very quietly. Mason managed to roll them so Gavin was on top.

    Gavin, once he got himself situated, placed his hands firmly on Mason’s chest and pulled him in by the shirt so they were closer. Wanting to hear more noises escape from the other’s throat, Gavin alternated between nipping and sucking at Mason’s lower lip before finally tearing his lips away from his mouth and trailing kisses down the side of his jaw.

    2 years ago  /  9 notes  /  Source: masonalex

  8. masonalex:

    Ladies Welcome: Gavson At School

    masonalex:

    Gavin wasn’t expecting Mason to get so close. He was caught off guard by the sudden proximity of the other boy’s face and the usual trance was intensified by the alcohol in his system. Something in the back of his head told him that this was wrong. “Thanks,” he said, fighting…

    Mason giggled and looked into Gavin’s eyes. “your eyes are just awesome,” mason laughed. He put his hand on Gavin’s, his other moving to the hair. “you’re really comfortable,” mason muttered, putting their foreheads together again. “and pretty,” he added.

    Red flags were waving furiously in Gavin’s mind but he ignored it. He had been suppressing all of these feelings and the sober part of him felt like now was the only time he would be able to act upon them. He kept his hand on Mason’s cheek and leaned in, enjoying the closeness. He hesitated right before he went in for the kiss. He shouldn’t do this. He pushed through his doubts and kissed Mason gently.

    2 years ago  /  9 notes  /  Source: masonalex

  9. Gavson At School

    masonalex:

    Gavin wasn’t expecting Mason to get so close. He was caught off guard by the sudden proximity of the other boy’s face and the usual trance was intensified by the alcohol in his system. Something in the back of his head told him that this was wrong. “Thanks,” he said, fighting off the trance, “Your’s are alright” he smiled and pushed Mason on his side so that he landed on the bed. Mason would definitely regret it if they had done something right after he found out that his boyfriend was cheating on him. Also Gavin made it a point to not mess around with drunk people. It never ended well. “You should go to sleep,” he said, looking over at Mason flopped on the bed. “You’re gonna regret that tequila in about 5 to 6 hours.”

    “Noooo, I don’t want to sleep!!” Mason tackle-hugged Gavin on the bed ((just go with it, it makes sense)). “Why are you here?” Mason laughed. “You punched me,” he kept laughing, mostly because of the alcohol. Mason ran one of his hands through Gavin’s hair, “Your hair is so soft!” He started laughing again, still running his hand through Gavin’s hair in what he thought to be a delicate way. He’s drunk, don’t hate. 

    Gavin laughed with him, not really sure what was going on. “You are so fucking drunk when you’re cute…” he said….ya that made sense. Gavin giggled, his inhibitions slowly fading away. “I shampoo and condition, you should try it sometime.” Gavin mirrored Mason and touched his hair. “Yours is ok, I guess.” His hand slid down so he was touching Mason’s cheek and he stared into his eyes. “Your eyes are like… blue….or green… I can’t tell.”

    2 years ago  /  9 notes  /  Source: masonalex

  10. masonalex:

    princegavin:

    “What are you even talking about?” he asked, never having watched any televised sport event ever. Gavin looked up at his hair, wondering why Mason was talking about his hair now. Gavin laughed as Mason danced like a spaz in the middle of the room. “How are you this wasted?” he asked, staring at the tequila bottle. They had drunk almost half of it together. “Shit…” the alcohol was probably a bad idea.

    “Shhh,” Mason wasn’t at all quiet when he said this. He continued dancing along, the song changed to The Fratellis, and he then started singing along. Mason had been keeping in a lot of his singing lately in the effort to not piss off Gavin. He hadn’t relieved any stress since his run-in with James, and getting drunk and singing and dancing seemed like the perfect outlet. ”Just dance with me, Gav!!!” Mason walked over and pulled on Gavin’s hand, singing along to the music. 

    Gavin wasn’t in the mood to dance, let alone with Mason. He pulled back with all of his weight, easily unbalancing the drunk, persistent gay. Gavin laughed as Mason stumbled over his feet and landed on Gavin. “You are so drunk,” he said, pushing him off of his shoulder.

    2 years ago  /  28 notes  /  Source: masonalex